Page 193 of Obsession

His long fingers ran through my hair, slowly stroking the wet strands, then he pressed a sweet kiss to my neck that instantly electrified my body.

I paid it no mind as he reached for the dashboard until a small flame ignited between us.

It caught on the cigarette that Harris had sensually taken between his lips.

The lighter went out, while the burning tip of the cigarette remained the only light illuminating his features, just enough to disturb my peace.

He took a drag, the ash burned, then dropped his head back and blew out the thick smoke. The smell of tobacco invaded my nostrils and my mouth tingled. Harris didn’t let me ask as he held the cigarette out to me and slipped it between my lips.

It had been a while since I’d smoked, but this smell was different somehow. It wasn’t just tobacco, but a much more dangerous and interesting combination.

It immediately burned in my senses, hitting the exact spot in my brain that needed it, and the euphoria pulled a breathy moan out of me. Harris didn’t let me blow the smoke out over us, because he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me to his lips, inhaling the toxin from my mouth and taking another drag from the cigarette.

He blew the smoke over my breasts.

The warmth was so pleasant that it made me shiver. It felt soft, tempting me towards sex and sin.

Harris tensed again as his free arm held me tighter.

He pulled out his dampened phone and connected it to the car. Immediately, music filled the space as my skin trembled and my blood boiled. I pulled him closer to me to show him I liked that idea as Shaker’sNowherechanged the atmosphere between us. Harris smiled at my lips as he felt me shiver.

“Relax, baby.”

I heard him before he turned up the volume and his palms brushed over my body again as they reached all the right places.

He took a drag, and the smoke slid down my breasts before they were taken by his lips, kissed and massaged with an eroticism that made my toes curl.

I was completely naked in his arms, and even though he could barely see, it made the moment even hotter, even more intense.

I lit a cigarette too and touched his neck with my fingertips while he did much, much more.

He bent me back again until I was almost hanging over the steering wheel, then he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder. I gulped as I propped the other against the door, and he probably muttered a curse, because I could feel it on his breath.

He pressed hot kisses to every inch of skin that was close to his lips, and I wanted to give him the same kind of pleasure, the same release.

I leaned over him and pulled away that damn T-shirt that was “protecting” him from me. Or me from him.

When he tried to catch it, it was too late, because I had already taken his member in my hand to stop his protests.

I could hear his moans even over the loud music, and I could feel his strength as his muscles tightened around me. He pulled me to him and kissed me brutally.

“Yes, baby, keep doing that,” he begged as I moved my hand over his length.

I wasn’t in the ideal position, nor did I have any idea what to do, but I let my instincts guide me as it seemed so easy to give him that animalistic pleasure.

He took my ass in his palms and squeezed, while he took my right breast in his mouth and completely disarmed me. What I was doing to him became completely natural.

I stroked him slowly, then faster, getting used to him, to his texture, to that hot skin and the raw power underneath.

I wanted to see him, I wanted to hear him.

I whispered that in his ear and heard no protest from him as he switched on the light in the car with his phone.

Everything changed so abruptly, oh God, too abruptly.

Keep your mind sane.

It was almost impossible, especially after my eyes fell on him.

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